Good morning, it's Monday before the election. You take your cup of coffee, grab the paper, turn on the morning television news shows or the radio and it begins. Ugly, hateful television ads bashing a candidate's integrity and life. It's enough to make me want to vomit.
The opposing candidate's cheerful voice says, "I'm so and so and I approve this message."
The anger in the ad takes my breath away so early in the morning. Did you really? Did you really listen to this ad and then approve it?
Then, you sir, have lost my respect.
At one time before the current debacle we call the President, I might have voted for you. I admired your courage, your tenacity in being able to survive so long in enemy hands and stand up for what you believed was right.
But in the past eight years, no truly, in the past year, I've seen you melt like putty in the hands of an unscupulous campaign machine that will do and say anything to win.
I see you blink at the camera. You seem confused, lost. And, I realize that you have lost control.
If you win tomorrow, I hope you find the courage that you had so many years ago to take back your integrity.
If you lose, I hope that you are able still to find the courage to continue on the right path. I hope you have not completely sold your soul.
If you cannot do this, this country will be the worst for it. So my prayers are with you because at one time, you were an honorable person. I'm not sure who you are right now.
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